Chance and Anthony Imagines

Chance Sutton - Breakup

// this chapter has a lot of cussing and it is a fight so stop reading if this is triggering or upsetting to you //

Y/n pov.

Y=You C=Chance

Y - you just don't fucking get it chance, why do you always have girls around? Why are you always not here? Have you forgotten that we're in a relationship.

C - calm the fuck down y/n and stop being so god damn clingy.

This was your third fight this week and you just felt that your relationship wasn't meant to be.

Y - HOW THE FUCK AM I CLINGY CHANCE. I see you for maybe 2 hours everyday because your probably out there fucking other hoes behind my back.

C - Y/n are you fucking crazy, maybe we should just fucking end it.

Y - MAYBE WE FUCKING SHOULD. Because you are clearly not ready for a committed relationship, your out every night getting fucking wasted

C - you know what, I'm fucking done

Y - I was done a long fucking time ago you asshole

You tried to walk past him but he blocked you. You looked up at him as he looked down at you and then moved his arm and stepped to the side. You gave him a dirty look as you walked out of your room slamming your door and you saw everyone downstairs trying to pretend they didn't hear you fighting.

You stomped your way down the stairs and out to your car as you sped down the road.

Chances pov.

Another fight. And this time it was bad, I called it off. I threw everything at the wall as I began to punch it Anthony ran into the room and held my hands back

A - bro what the fuck are you doing

I sat on the bed and buried my head into my hands

C - I fucked up

// WATCH YO PROFANITY, hope y'all enjoy and if you don't like cussing. My bad. I've also had a request to write smut but I do not know if I will be doing that //